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Post by Edric Stark on Jun 2, 2009 4:55:18 GMT -5
She gave him a weary smile and left with a "Goodbye."
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Post by Ser Beric Dayne on Jun 2, 2009 10:35:01 GMT -5
Ser Owen approached the office door just in time to give a respectful nod to the exiting woman, who he knew must be one of the princesses, though he was not sure which.
He wrapped hard on the door, hoping the Prince would be of a mood to help him.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 2, 2009 14:04:03 GMT -5
Red Tom peered at Ser Owen from a few feet away. The large man scratched his big red beard and cocked his head to the side.
"Do you wish to speak with the Whitefyre?" He asked, looking down at the knight.
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Post by Ser Beric Dayne on Jun 2, 2009 14:23:47 GMT -5
"Indeed I do," Owen replied, looking up at the big man with the red beard. "Is he available? If so, I'd like him to know that Ser Owen Lannister would like a word," he said.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 2, 2009 14:28:01 GMT -5
Red Tom chuckled. "Well no body is stopping you, I was just bein' a bit nosy is all."
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Post by Ser Beric Dayne on Jun 2, 2009 14:30:18 GMT -5
"Oh," Owen replied with an odd look. "What was it they said about the cat? Doesn't matter," he said with the hint of a smile as he went back to his knocking.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 2, 2009 14:33:53 GMT -5
"Probably somethin' about being delicious. Or served best with carrots. My mum used to cook us a big bowl of cat soup on holidays. I always got the tail though, and there's hardly any meat in the tail!" He drew himself up.
"You'd think that being the oldest, they'd a givin' me the haunches or at least the head, lots o' taste in the head, but no'm, they'd always give the head to my siblings! Oh." He paused in his reverie. "You kin jus' go on in."
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Post by Ser Beric Dayne on Jun 2, 2009 14:35:36 GMT -5
"Yes, I do believe you have hit the nail on the head," Owen said with a roll of his eyes, though his back was to the big man. He opened the door and walked in.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 2, 2009 14:39:11 GMT -5
"Darrys di'nt e'er deserve the head, neither." Red Tom said, his voice disappearing as Owen entered the room.
Saenarys Whitefyre stood up from his table as Ser Owen approached, his mismatched eyes flickering in the lantern light.
"How can I help you?" Saenarys asked, gathering his papers together.
He has the look of a Westerman.
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Post by Ser Beric Dayne on Jun 2, 2009 14:43:00 GMT -5
"Well, I'm not entirely certain," Owen said as he moved closer. "The Queen said that you might be able to find word of my father. Something about certain talents, I believe her words were," he smiled, as he tossed the ring she'd given him as a token nonchalantly across the room to him. "I'm Ser Owen Lannister, though I can't say whether I am heir to, or Lord of Casterly Rock. That, in fact, is why I'm here."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 2, 2009 14:52:25 GMT -5
"I'll apologise for my ignorance of current goings-on. But I just recently arrived, and the political climate is not so temperate to me just yet. To what degree is your father missing?"
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Post by Ser Beric Dayne on Jun 2, 2009 14:56:01 GMT -5
Are there degrees of missing? Owen thought, fingering the empty socket where his pinky had once been, as he often did while thinking. "I know not whether he is alive or dead, nor where he may be should he live. When Thatcher declared the West traitorous, we were hounded with enemies from all directions, including some within our own keeps. He went into hiding, on account of all this, while I joined the army heading north. I fear that is all I can really say," Owen said, nodding his head as if he need confirm the words to himself.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 2, 2009 14:59:40 GMT -5
"You have may have the confidence that I will look into the matter most intensely, Ser. No one should be estranged from their line. I'll get to the bottom of this, you have my word."
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Post by Ser Beric Dayne on Jun 2, 2009 15:03:12 GMT -5
"You shall have my eternal gratitude," Owen nodded, though his look was grave. "I suppose I need check on my men, good day," he said, turning to leave.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 2, 2009 15:07:26 GMT -5
Saenarys nodded, and after Owen had left, called Red Tom in.
"Yes?" The Ruddy Royce asked, scratching his beard.
"Call the Fury. I have needs to call on some Royalty."
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